Chapter 57 "Give me a chance to pursue you, okay?"
Song Shiyi stared at him in disbelief, her body stiffening slightly, her eyes, which were usually filled with spring water, shimmering with surprise and bewilderment.
But deep in her heart, a secret joy was stirring.
He Jinzhao... likes her?
Is this considered a confession?
He Jinzhao pulled away from her ear, raised an eyebrow, and watched her reaction.
Why are you so surprised?
In the ambiguous silence, a soft chuckle reached Song Shiyi's ears.
Her ears turned bright red instantly, and then she heard his voice fall.
What expression?
"You're blushing, Song Shiyi."
He Jinzhao leaned closer to her, his dark eyes filled with teasing, his gaze languidly fixed on her.
Song Shiyi's cheeks flushed even redder at his words. She lowered her head, her lips pursed, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.
Her long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and she dared not look directly into his eyes.
"Stop talking."
Her voice was sweet and soft, with a hint of coquettishness.
He Jinzhao's eyes darkened, a faint smile playing on his lips, and he obediently stopped teasing her.
But his gaze remained fixed on her face.
Song Shiyi paused for a moment, looked up at him, and her eyelashes trembled slightly from the heat of his gaze. She spoke softly.
"Are you...drunk?"
He Jinzhao noticed her expression, casually raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"I know what I'm talking about."
I will still like you tomorrow.
"My mind is a little foggy, but I'm not talking nonsense."
Song Shiyi blushed and pursed her lips, remaining silent.
"And you? What are your thoughts?"
"do you like me?"
He Jinzhao's voice carried a hint of nonchalant tenderness, the last syllable of which gently lingered, landing on Song Shiyi's ear and instantly making her back tense.
Her fingers, which were resting against his chest, twitched slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, and she secretly glanced at him.
But I was met with his deep, smiling eyes, which held a soft, gentle light that was almost drowning me.
Song Shiyi hurriedly lowered her eyes, her ear tips turning red as if they were about to bleed, her breathing became erratic, her mind went blank, and she had no idea how to respond.
He Jinzhao chuckled softly as he looked at her shy and helpless expression, his warm breath brushing against the top of her head.
He leaned down slightly, closing the distance until his nose almost touched her forehead, and lowered his voice, which carried a seductive magnetism.
"It's okay if you don't like it."
His fingertips, warm to the touch, gently brushed across her forehead, then slid down her temples, lightly brushing against her cheek.
Song Shiyi froze, instinctively holding her breath, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the spot he had just touched.
That warm touch seemed to take root, spreading along her skin to her heart, making her heart pound like a drum.
"Give me a chance to pursue you, okay?"
His voice was filled with laughter, carrying a hint of indulgent seriousness, and the last syllable lingered softly, landing on her heart.
"..."
Song Shiyi didn't even know how she got out of the room. Her slippers slid on the floor of the corridor, and her steps felt unsteady, as if she were walking on clouds.
The ambiguous atmosphere in the room, his breath when he was close, the warmth of his fingertips, and his last heart-stopping words all swirled in her mind, crystal clear.
Why did He Jinchao suddenly confess his feelings to her?
Why did she so inexplicably and absentmindedly nod and agree?
Song Shiyi raised her hand and pressed it against her burning chest, clearly feeling her heart pounding wildly inside her chest.
Each heartbeat was filled with a joyful thrill, as if something soft was growing wildly in her heart, entwining and swirling, so sweet that she felt a little dizzy.
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"What!!!"
"He Jinchao confessed his feelings to you?"
"Wow, I thought he was going to hide a little longer."
Song Shiyi lay on the bed, having a long phone conversation with Si Yue.
Before she was unable to speak, the two of them would text each other, and they had never called each other at night to gossip or have heart-to-heart talks like other best friends.
She was feeling incredibly stifled and desperately needed to confide in someone and ask for their opinion.
Si Yue is a night owl, and tomorrow is Sunday, so she has no classes and there's no way she'll be sleeping at this hour.
Naturally, the two made their first phone call in three years since they met.
To everyone's surprise, the first thing Song Shiyi said stunned Si Yue.
She just left a few hours earlier, didn't she?
How did things suddenly develop to this point?
What exactly happened in between?
Song Shiyi then briefly recounted what had just happened to her.
Of course, those intimate encounters with He Jinzhao are omitted.
Thinking about it now still makes me blush a little.
Hearing her last sentence, Song Shiyi was puzzled and asked, "Yueyue, why...did you say that?"
Si Yue rolled over on the bed and replied with a smile, "Only you wouldn't have noticed."
"The moment I saw He Jinzhao, I felt that he had designs on you."
Song Shiyi was somewhat surprised and asked uncertainly, "Really...really?"
"Of course, honey, I'm very good at judging people."
Song Shiyi blinked and said very honestly, "But didn't you realize that Song Wei lied to you?"
Si Yue: "..."
What happened?
Has spending too much time with He Jinchao corrupted her innocent and adorable little darling?
"……all!"
Song Shiyi smiled and coaxed him.
"I was wrong."
Si Yue gave a haughty snort, "Then I'll reluctantly forgive you."
What are your thoughts now?
Song Shiyi fiddled with the blanket, a little embarrassed, but she didn't hide it from her and whispered, "Actually, I like him too."
Si Yue had some guesses in her heart. After all, the atmosphere between the two was too ambiguous. If Song Shiyi didn't have feelings for him, she wouldn't have had intimate contact with him.
But it was still somewhat surprising to hear her admit it herself.
She suddenly remembered Shen Yanci. She had asked Song Shiyi before if she liked him, but she had never given a direct answer.
Judging from her attitude towards Shen Yanci and their daily interactions, she assumed that Song Shiyi was just too embarrassed to say it.
Now, she's starting to have some doubts.
But it's not a big deal.
After all, who hasn't had a crush on a few people during their adolescence?
It's perfectly normal to experience the first stirrings of love.
Moreover, Song Shiyi has lived with Shen Yanci since childhood, so it's perfectly normal for her to have feelings for him.
She thought for a moment and asked, "So, are you going to say yes to him?"
Song Shiyi lowered her eyes. "He said... he wanted to pursue me."
Si Yue paused, then suddenly curled her lips into a sly smile and said, "Since he's already said that, let him pursue you. Don't agree to him so soon; let him keep you hooked for a while."
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